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Why does my life have to suck,

I wish I could just say that I dont have this luck.

But it'd be too good to be true,

And I can't say that cuz I care,I really do.

But everything is startin to drive me crazy,

I guess that's why I just lie around bein lazy.

People act as if I'm not there,

Like I'm nothin but this air and they don't even care.

I just dont see why I just dont die,

All I really wanna do is cry.

This all builds up inside,

Makes me think about suicide.

This is too much for me to bare,

People act as if they dont even care.

This always brings me to tears,

So this is why I try to hide all my fears.

I think why was I born to this place,

I feel as if I'm just a disgrace.

I wish my life would get over and be done,

Then people would continue with all their fun.

This is how I feel,

As I eat my LAST meal.